“Last shop; thank Wizard God,” Zara muttered furiously as she entered Flourish and Blotts. She boldly stepped up to the counter, fully intending to get this over with as soon as possible.
“Hello, sir, could I please get a Potions for Beginners text, a Transfiguration for Beginners text, some parchment and quills, and a bottle of black ink?” she rattled off to the clerk behind the counter, reading her list quickly.
The woman gathered up the items and set them down on the counter. She placed them in a bag as Zara handed over the money. As Zara expected, the woman looked at her face and asked, “Are you related to Bellatrix Lestrange?”
Zara replied with a hiss as she left the shop, but to anyone who understood Parseltongue, it would sound much more explicit than a hiss.